I find time
fleeting,
bath water
draining,
Grim Reaper
smiling,
eyes of mine
retreating,
red blood sheen
dripping,
and blackened
collecting.
- Author: Cleveravi ( Offline)
- Published: January 3rd, 2023 03:26
- Comment from author about the poem: Day 1 of many days to follow, trembling in the hope of tommorow.
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 3
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